And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck
"i'm your biggest fan" bitch shut the fuck up
Fuck your prison, fuck your life
Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice
Fuck you swine and your bitch randy too
The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you
Not so tough now bitch, who the fuck gives a fuck about all your porches and
Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant
And she stripping, go to college
Dont force out the fuck yous little bitch
So if you didn't how i fuck ya bitch well your screwded tough luck ya bitch
I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge
See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra
Nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch that's just how i feel (nah)
Fuck pigs, fuck guards, all some fucking retards
Bitch ill fuck you up; call your body guards.
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